Chapter 2: Tyler

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Sunday, 8:34 A.M. PST

As soon as I peel my eyelids open to see a familiar ceiling that I haven't seen in a little over nine months now, a pit forms in my stomach.

I should not be waking up in this bedroom right now...

I'm hoping this is just a bad dream- but the all too real sound of my baby girl whimpering on a baby monitor is a disappointing reminder that it's not.

"It's okay, I got her..." Sophie groggily says beside me, flashing me a quick and tired smile before pulling her half naked body from the bed.

Great.

I knew I shouldn't have had those shots last night when I was watching the game with Gage... but fuck, Hayden has got my head so messed up right now, it just didn't even matter to me.

I wanted to stop thinking about her and what she did to me. What she keeps doing to me.

I don't remember getting to Sophie’s... or anything after, honestly. But just waking up in this bed beside her? I'm sure my mind is drawing the right conclusion as to what happened. Especially considering my last memory being bitching to Gage about Hayden's stupid fucking actions, and how much I 'hated' her for it.

Fuck.

I sit up as quick as my half asleep body will allow, and throw my legs over the side of the bed with a groan.

Something inside of me wants to push the guilt I start to feel from my mind. Was Hayden thinking about me when she ran off to Pennsylvania in the middle of the night to meet up with her douchebag ex? Or when she doused herself in a cocktail of drugs knowing she's carrying my baby? No.

Why do I have to sit here feeling guilty thinking about her then?

Sophie returns to the room with Lily just as I'm pulling my pants up, immediately rolling her eyes with a huff as she sees me.

"Jesus Christ, Tyler- we didn't fucking sleep together!" she says with annoyance as she rushes the baby over to her bouncer. "Get your panties out of a bunch; You were pretty intent on the 'no fucking' bullshit... only penetration is cheating."

She says the last part with a smirk on her face, causing me to immediately question it. "What happened then?" I state more than ask.

Sophie let's out a small laugh as she finishes strapping Lily in before making her way over to the bed where I stand. Her demeanor changes suddenly, and the pit in my stomach only grows heavier.

"Well..." she begins, stepping closer than she knows I want her to. She proceeds to run her finger down my bare chest until it reaches the pants I had just pulled up. "I sucked you off pretty damned fantastically- if I may say so myself..."

I immediately roll my eyes, and gently shove her away from me before reaching for my shirt.

Shit. Shit, shit, shit!

Sophie's tone grows annoyed and offended again. "Ohmigod Tyler! Really!" she practically yells. "You said it wasn't fucking cheating, so stop! You're being so dramatic- you literally told me last night that she cheated on you! And almost killed your fucking baby! You're really going to get upset because you got some head?!"

Great. Apparently, I decided to run my mouth about Hayden to Sophie all night, too.

"It's cheating Soph- you and I both know it." I say as I search her room for my phone. "What's done is done, I don't fucking care- but it's not going to fucking happen again! I'm not with you, I'm with her!"

I don't see it, but I can tell Sophie rolls her eyes. I'm sure that's what she was hoping would come out of all of this- me leaving Hayden because she fucked me over in a way that I can't even believe I don't actually hate her for...

How don't I hate her? What the fuck is wrong with me?

"That's probably not even your fucking kid, Tyler." Sophie's sour voice cuts through the craziness thoughts of Hayden have brought to my mind. She’s silent for a moment but quickly picks up, her voice growing more and more sour with each word. "Why do you think she tried to kill it? She knew what she was doing! It was probably going to come out looking like some thug from Philly! How the fuck was 'America's little Sweetheart' going to explain that shit?"

So many parts of me want to punch Sophie in her shit for feeling so entitled that she could talk about my girl like that- and why? Because she's jealous?!

The only part of myself that I can focus on though, is the part that actually starts to question what other reason Hayden would have to do something like that...

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